yesterday I saw..588 RUE PARADIS..its a french movie..but true blue classic...I loved it so much that i am going to watch it again. It is the story of an Armenian poor boy whose mother is a seamstress, and brings him up with lots of love. He grows up to be a famous play wright,marries , has children, then when his father dies, he buys a big house for his mother about which she used to dream, settles her there with all the comfort..
Beauty lies in the way he treats her mother..with so much tenderness, care, love and respect..I got tears in my eyes..the only thing which rankled me was that his marriage crumbled..why couldnt he have a happy marriage and still care for his parents?.
So many scenes were there , exactly like what happens in India...man earns and works hard, but in his own home, his parents are humiliated, he cant be friendly to his childhood friends,they are down graded,and wife entertains her relatives, her parents every whim is fulfilled....man keeps quite either because he is a coward, or he wants to keep his marriage, the day he opens his mouth, marriage goes out.....sounds so cliche, but it happens,I wish so much that all this changes, and we have some balance in life, may not have an ideal equation,but some harmony comes.